Dear Louis,
Work is stressing me out. I can't concentrate, I just want to sit in a corner and cry myself to sleep. Yeah, that's all I wanted to do. People have started thinking that I'm insane. Maybe, I am. After losing you, it is not surprise that I'm losing my mind.
Zayn brought some cookies today. He's so good at making cookies; I forgot everything for a moment when I bit into it. I wish you were here too; you were so fond of cookies. Every thought of mine is somehow linked to you, see? And then people think that I'll move on.
Harry and I are going for a movie tomorrow. He got the tickets without asking me. He said it would be a good way to take my mind off these things. I'll give it a shot, I guess.
I love you.
Yours Truly,
Freya.
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FanfictionHe will never receive her letters, he's way too far. She keeps her sadness to herself as she thinks no one would ever understand her better than those blank pieces of paper. (#781 in Fanfiction on 26/06/2016) All rights reserved. © DirectionerRia17
